REVIEW: Thy Worshiper - Klechdy


Please excuse me ahead of time, I'm but merely a humble Canadian and so my knowledge of the greater world is somewhat limited. I do not rightly know the origins of Thy Worshiper's particular ethnic style, its particular influences, or even the language it's tracks are sung in.

Klechdy is the fourth studio album from the band Thy Worshiper, the members of which seem to be either from Dublin (Ireland), Wroclaw, or both - the information is somewhat vague. They play a strange mix of folk/progressive/black metal, combining themes of occultism, mysticism, and the archaic to create a unique yet uneasy atmosphere of their own.  It's an odd album, yes, but not one you'd want to pass on. Especially not if you are, like me, into the use of less common folk instruments and simpler song-writing.

If you're coming into Klechdy expecting some sort of blast-fest of double bass and 8-string guitars, you can probably expect to be disappointed - highly disappointed. This album takes its time, especially to breath it's sullen atmosphere, before it even dares touch upon the likes of anything one would consider 'metal.' There is a whole lot of ethnic singing here, which remains the primary focus for much of the album, sung by a multitude of Thy Worshiper's members and when that isn't happening, you're probably about to experience one of the album's few peak moments. Granted, the singing is great and almost lulling (I fell asleep several times attempting to listen, not sure if that is good or bad)  but it's these moments you are waiting for. I have to say, I absolutely love the fast, heavier, moments on Klechdy. They seem to be crafted so that a person doesn't quite mind their repetition, because each of them is, in fact, utterly simple. So you get a bit of chug, some squeals, and a few moments of death metal vocalization or maybe even blackened vocals - right to the point, mostly. Problem is, getting there is more then tedious at times. The first couple of tracks breezed by without me even knowing they were two separate tracks, it wasn't until 'Marzanna' that I realized they'd passed me by.

To me, it takes a bit too long for the more interesting songs to begin. I had to wait quite a while before I heard anything too far from slow plodding guitar and bass and ethnic singing. Things get very repetitious, and after a few listens, whole sections of the album feel like little more then gratuitous filler - especially considering the fact that tracks can go on for upwards of 11 minutes. This is a little ridiculous seeing that Klechdy has twelve tracks, and half of them could comprise a entire neatly cut full-length album without issue. Actually, if one was to take the 7 longest tracks, you would have the albums best tracks. The rest? As I said, filler.

Great talent, song-writing, and production but there is just too much of it here. And, it makes the album feel unnecessarily boring rather quickly. The ethnic diversity, occultism, and here-and-there heavy sections are certainly a draw for Klechdy, but it's overstuffed and tracks bleed into each other far too much. If you feel like listening to a LOT of the same thing, over and over, it's right up your alley. However, for anyone else it's a lesson learned: way too much of a good thing.